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    Ri, “Who put the cream puffs in the draw box? If I go shark him, will I be able to redraw?”

    “Yes, but there goes our championship.”

    As the couple was in a quandary, a staff member came over, “What did you two draw? Oh cream puffs, what a great draw.”

    Leon grinned peevishly, “Thank you.”

    “So you two are …… not very good at making pastry types?”

    The two nodded.

    “Oh that’s okay, to prevent that, we have prepared detailed steps for the preparation of each food.”

    With that said, the staff member pulled a plasticized piece of paper out of his backpack with a tutorial for cream puffs.

    From the first step to the last, it’s all clearly written.

    “It’s a family game, just for fun. Go for it, you two!”

    Since it wasn’t very convenient to have the rope tied around their feet, the two of them put on each other’s aprons for each other, but the two of them didn’t dare to look at each other.

    But why do I keep thinking of undressing images when I’m clearly dressed.

    Once the preparations were made, Loseweather rolled up her sleeves and steadied herself to watch the tutorial.

    Step 1, Milk ……

    The word milk alone made Lois Visser clam up a bit.

    “Pour the milk into a small saucepan …… milk…milk, oh there, pass me the milk.”

    Leon dutifully handed it over, not daring to say or look at much.

    Step 2, butter ……

    Yellow what oil?

    ……

    ……

    Step 3, Perfusion ……

    Infused with what?

    Why is it that all vocabulary lists are so normal when taken together, but become a bit juvenile with just a little bit of a little bit of a little bit of a little bit of a little bit of a little bit of a little bit of a little bit of a little bit of thought?

    The more Roseweather thought about it, the more she blushed, and the more she blushed the more she couldn’t help herself from thinking about it.

    After all, the memories of that night are too vivid.

    Finally, Leon couldn’t help but ask, “Why are you, why are you blushing? You’re shy about making a puff?”

    What Lois Visser was blushing about, he, Leon, knew by heart.

    It was just that he wanted to get a head start before Loseweather taunted him!

    “Who’s blushing? I’m…this is hot! On the contrary, it’s you who’s flustered, I’m afraid you’re not associating it with something nasty, right?”

    “How can you call something like that nasty?” Leon retorted.

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